Wang Zibo was sighing at Chen hansheng's operation, thinking that he would not be able to do it.
He put down his phone and saw a thin layer of mist on the screen. This was a common situation when making a call in winter.
Wang Zibo wiped it with his sleeve, feeling sorry for her. At the same time, he was on guard to be more careful when he spoke on the phone.
Wang Zibo had just bought the phone. His family was not as well-off as Xiao rongyu and Chen hansheng, who had been using their phones for more than a year. Wang Zibo had only bought the phone by working part-time, so he especially cherished this electronic communication device that cost a few hundred Yuan.
The first person he called was Chen hansheng, probably to " show off " to his best friend. Chen hansheng even encouraged him to continue buying a mobile phone.
"Let's wait for the phone, but it won't be too far away."
